Radha-Ramanahari

Radha feels the thin film of sand quietly grind and shuffle beneath her feet as she moves across the cold cement floor. The household was quiet as she steals away from it in the dead of night. She had nothing more to lose now. Even her demons had let her down this time around.
She invokes [...]

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Guest Post : Automobile

The Missing Sandwich is proud to present her first guest writer, with a stunner post at that! I know you usually read him over at the black lullaby, but our very own author, ad-man & actor exraordinaire has written a post for my blog which I will share with you shortly. First the schpeel : [...]

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Day Walker

You spend you life on a manic search for something to desperately make sense of your life and you tend to occasionally look back and wonder if it was even worth it.
Your fruitless searches beat you down, your shoulders browned by the garish heat of an angry sun that won’t let you dance in the [...]

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The Weather Report

A girl awakens to murderous humidity and finds her naked spine feeling as though it were put to sleep on sandpaper instead of her soft cotton sheets. She thinks of him, as is always her first thought during these hot nights. She’d crawl under the shower for ten minutes and fall back asleep soaking wet, [...]

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Avatars | Something to be said

There must be something to be said of the effervescent adventurer. The one who manages to keep that smile on her face when there is no destination in sight, when the night has grown dark and even her purpose seems murky at best. The one who sometimes forgets to live each day as though it [...]

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Triquatra

The darkness had been looming near the fringes of his life for quite a while now. Throwing shadows across the effervescent glow that only just came in and was already beginning to fade. He stands up from his foetal pose on the floor in the darkened corner of the room where the last embers still [...]

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August Moon

She wakes up from her afternoon slumber & shakes the sand out of her hair like a dog just out of the water. Everyone had already begun to head in except for the few late evening swimmers who were just beginning to show up. All was quiet on this side of the horizon. Off season [...]

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Poya Moon Rising

The music starts, just as the moon rises and you claw your way through the throng, finding your way into the light. A night meant for dancing into the morning light as your body  takes over and you begin to sway….
Summer moon
On you face
O the wind blows so sweet
Come my way
Come my way
Dance with me
Let [...]

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in May

I shall love you in December with the love I gave in May
- James Alexander Joyce
May I make a wish? May I make many? Simply because it’s May…
May your find the resolution to all your fruitless searches
May the May winds blow through every lock of your hair as you stand up to the great ocean [...]

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The Gypsy Lied (Part 2)

9th May, Unawatuna
Another ocean this time and she runs to the waters edge, feeling almost at peace. Not daring to look back at him, cool as a cat, glaring at her with those knowing eyes. She let the water consume her, as wave after wave crashed over her head and drew her further out, further [...]

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